Beautiful Scars [1] ✔

Chapter Eighteen

It took a total of eight seconds for my mind to process what was happening. Aston was kissing me. He was kissing me! Out of anyone, he was kissing me!

After debating with myself on what to do, I made my decision . I kissed him back, and the kiss deepened. He pulled me closer to him, and I felt him smile through the kiss.

After a while, we broke apart, panting. He grinned at me. "You seriously have no idea how long I wanted to do that."

I grinned and let my fingers intertwine with the hair on the back of his head. "And you have no idea how long I have wanted to do this.." I yanked him to me and we started kissing again. This time, we were laying in the sand, both of our hands in each other's hair. He broke the kiss and pulled back, staring at me.

"What is it?" I asked, both breathless and in a daze.

"Don't laugh, but your hair smells good."

I started laughing. I couldn't help it. That was just too funny. Suddenly I was cackling, and just to shut me up, he started kissing me again.

I heard a round of applause, then pushed Aston off of me, and looked up.

Melissa was grinning. "Don't mind me," she began. "I just wanted to tell you that breakfast was here. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone."

I blushed. "Lovebirds?"

"It's a nickname Sophia." She rolled her eyes, then high-fived Aston. "So, little bro, you finally got the guts to kiss her. Got to say, I'm impressed. I was wondering when you'd admit you like her."

He stood up, helping me. "Actually, Melissa, I'm the oldest. And for the record, I was going to kiss her anyway today."

Melissa looked at me. "But aren't you still with Matthew?"

Aston took my phone out of his pocket and gave it to Melissa, showing her the picture.

"Ouch," she said, "That has to hurt!" She handed the phone back to Aston, who looked at my notifications.

He handed the phone back to me, scowling. "Your lover called five minutes ago. You missed it."

I took the phone from him and walked a few feet ahead of them, to where they couldn't hear. I pressed the number, and I heard ringing, until he picked it up.

"What's up, Sophia?"

"What's up?! What's up?! You have the nerve to ask me what's up?!"

"Babe, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong, Matthew, is the fact that you're with someone else."

"What are you talking about? I'd never hurt you like that."

"Save your lies for Oprah! You're just a lying sack of manure, and I'm sick of you. You hurt me in the worst way possible, and you don't even care about me. You never did. So go have your fun with Ashley, because believe me - I'm having mine."

"Sophia, wait!"

I rolled my eyes. "Goodbye, Matthew." I hung up the phone, then walked back to Aston and Melissa.

"You okay?" he asked.

I kissed him quickly, and he grinned. "I'm perfect."

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We all decided to just walk around town, and Aston, being the sweet guy he was, was willing to go to the bookstore with me, as long as he could wear a disguise.

"Come on," I begged, dragging him behind me.

He pulled his hood down over his head and mumbled, "I am."

I laughed, then stepped forward. "Great," I mumbled, just as I stepped in a puddle.

Aston looked at my flip flop, now covered in mud, then looked at my face. "Screw it." he said. He took off his hoodie, threw it to the ground, then grinned at me.

"Aston? What are you doing?" I asked, nervous as he was walking to me quickly.

"Nothing.." He grinned that cute smile of his, and I yelped as he picked me up bridal-style, carrying me the rest of the way. "I can't have my princess get all dirty."

I rolled my eyes, grinned, blushing profusely at the same time. God, he was so adorable!

Igrinned to myself as we walked to the bookstore, being carried by my PrinceCharming.JCrGn3